Melissa Ch2 - Taming the Bitch

by NiteWriter                                                                                                                      (February 2004)

In order to avoid more punishment and torture Melissa submits to Dan's orders and experiences her first day as the office slut. It turns out to be the most humiliating day of her life... so far.
(mf,oral,anal,humil)
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For the first time in Melissa's life she wasn't in control. Two men now had her captive and restrained by both arms and both legs. She was helpless to do anything. It was only a matter of seconds for a woman of her mental capacity to recognize that struggling was futile. Breaking free of her bonds was impossible.

Once Melissa realized her predicament, she blurted out. "What do you want with me? Why are you doing this?"

"Because you're a nasty mean bitch," Dan yelled out. "I've watched the way you've acted for a long time. I know you think that all men want is to get between your legs, not that we ever get to see them. But you're right, we would love to screw you're tight little cunt. You're a gorgeous woman. The problem is that you treat every man like shit. Well..., you're arrogant attitude toward men is about to come to an end, honey."

Dan started undoing her blouse that was buttoned all the way up to her neck. "Stop! Please! Don't!" she begged. Her feeble pleas fell on deaf ears as Dan continued with each button; slowly exposing what he knew would be a pair of perfectly formed breasts. He pushed the blouse down over her shoulders to her restrained hands. Her chest was exposed covered only by her bra holding those magnificent tits. Dan unhooked it and it fell to the floor. He could only stare at them. They were just as he had imagined.

Carl proceeded to unzip Melissa's full-length down-to-the floor skirt. Before he let it drop, he pulled the skirt up from behind to feel the smooth flesh of her legs and run his fingers all the way up into her crotch. "Bet you got a sweet juicy pussy in there," he remarked nuzzling his mouth up to her ear from behind and knowing that any second he would see it.

Melissa shuddered as she was being manhandled for the first time in her life. Both men could see the embarrassment on her face from being used as an object for their enjoyment. Melissa knew that in a moment she would completely naked.

Carl let go of the skirt and it fell to the floor. Then he wiggled her panties over her cute ass, peeling them all the way down her legs. When they realized that her clothes wouldn't go past her bound hands and feet, they simply cut them with a knife. Now Melissa was naked. At first Dan and Carl could do nothing more than stare at her incredibly gorgeous body. Her breasts were so firm, standing out proud from her chest. And her nipples were hard and long surrounded by large areolas. Her legs were soft and smooth with not a blemish on them. She was a picture of perfection.

"Please... Please... what are you going to do to me?" Melissa asked.

"Okay doll, here's the deal," Dan started. "From now on you do whatever I tell you... no questions asked. You're days of being a classy, elegant, vice-president's secretary are gone. From now on you're going to be a slut, a whore, a sex slave to me, my friends, and to any man that wants you. And so you know that we mean business, we're going to let you get a taste of what happens if you even think about disobeying us or refusing any request. This underground shelter is perfect too. There's no one around for miles, so you can scream all you want. In fact, I can't wait to hear you beg... and plead... and cry. You can fuckin' go right ahead and scream your lungs out." Dan paused for a moment running his hands over Melissa's fabulous body.

"In case you're thinking of going to the police or your husband when we're done, we've got that covered too." Carl started taking pictures with a digital camera. "I'm sure your husband will love these. We're going to have plenty of you naked for the world to see. And when we get done with you, I doubt you'll want anyone seeing them. We'll plaster your body all over the Internet, at work, and copies to your family if we have too.

Melissa was getting frightened. What were they going to do to her? What demands would she have to perform? Looking around the room she saw a multitude of gadgets and instruments everywhere. She couldn't identify most of them and had no idea how they would be used. But she surmised that these devices would obviously be used on her in this torture chamber.

"Please don't do this... please," she begged.

Carl was on his knees taking a picture of Melissa's exposed pussy. "Hey Dan," he called out. "I'll bet her boss would a love a shot of her juicy cunt." Melissa cringed at the thought of her boss seeing her naked like this. At work she focused on her job and nothing else, and she dressed the businesswoman part too.

Dan selected this hard rubber paddle from one of the many shelves of bondage equipment. Melissa watched as he circled around her body. When he was out of site behind her, he drew it back and swung at her ass. "WHACCKK!!!" The paddle impacted on Melissa's pretty rear end.

"AHHHHHhhhhhhhhhh!!!" She screamed out.

Then again..."WHACCKK!!!"...... "AHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh"

and again...."WHACCKK!!!"

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Melissa screamed again and again as Dan walloped her ass fives times in succession. Then he moved back in front of his captive, seeing the tears dripping from her eyes.

"What's the matter bitch? Did that hurt?" Dan asked.

"Yesss....Yessss... please don't.... no more please," Melissa cried out with sweat beading on her forehead.

"You fuckin' little wimp bitch. You ain't felt nothin' yet. That was just a warm up."

Melissa began asking between her bursts of sobbing..., "what.... what do you... what do want from me?"

Dan didn't hesitate in telling her. He knew she would resist any of his suggestions at first.

"Okay." Dan started telling his demands.

"For starters Carl and I get to fuck you right now."

"No... No... Please don't," she blurted out.

Dan smacked her across the face. "Shut up. I'm not finished yet."

Dan continued.

"At work you wear short skirts and revealing tops. I'm talking about skimpy tight-fitting skirts that ride up your thighs and expose your panties when you sit down. And we want to see your tits too. So it better be a low cut top that exposes you a lot. I'm sure your boss will love it too. And if he makes advances to you or suggests ANYTHING, you do it. Hear me? You suck his cock; fuck him, whatever he wants. For that matter, once you get started maybe we'll have you become the office slut."

The whole time Dan spoke Melissa was shaking her head and saying, "No...No... No..."

"See Carl, I knew she'd need more persuasion. Bitches like her just won't give in. Not to worry though, because within the hour I know she'll be begging us to fuck her tight little cunt and even go to work totally naked."

Dan moved this wooden contraption in front of Melissa. It was hanging from two chains. She had no idea what this could be, but deep down she knew it wouldn't be pleasant. It was two pieces of finished wood perhaps two feet long, three inches wide, and about an inch thick. These large bolts on either end held it together. It looked like a giant vice. Actually, it was a tit press. When Dan moved it to her chest and positioned her breasts inside the opening she knew what was about to happen.

"No, please don't do this to me... not my breasts," Melissa cried out.

"I told you what I wanted." Dan yelled back.

Dan started twisting the bolts on either side of the tit press. After a few turns Melissa could feel the two pieces of wood tightening on her pretty breasts. She was looking down watching it compress her tits. Dan kept turning the large bolts, screwing the pieces of wood together, until the pressure started squeezing Melissa's flesh and forcing the tips of her breasts to bulge out the front.

"Ohhhhhh..., it hurts.....it hurts," Melissa began whimpering out.

Dan stopped for a moment to admire how Melissa's breasts had become mashed inside the press. "What's the matter, bitch? I'll bet you never thought that you'd wind up like this did you? And we're just getting started too."

Dan grabbed Melissa's nipples in his fingers and twisted both of them. "Ouuuu......," Melissa screamed from the pain.

"Make sure you get plenty of pictures Carl," Dan commented looking directly at Melissa. "I want everyone to see that this bitch is into some nasty shit."

Dan began twisting the tit press tighter, turning the bolts more. Her breasts were becoming deformed, literally flattened between the two pieces of wood. "Please.... Please..... No more!!!.... STOPPPP!!!!"

Melissa was screaming for Dan to stop. The pain in her breasts was becoming unbearable, but Dan kept turning the screws tighter. She could feel her soft tit flesh being mashed in this contraption.

Carl had stopped taking pictures to enjoy the agony in Melissa's face. "My God, look at her tits," he gasped and then reached out to flick his fingers on her engorged nipples. She instantly winced in pain, as her nipples were so sensitive. "Do you think you she'll give in and be a slut for us," Carl asked Dan? "Absolutely," Dan replied. "I'll reduce her to a whimpering little slave if I have to."

"How about it Melissa? Are you ready to be a whore?" Dan asked. Melissa just kept crying and begging Dan to please let her go.

"She's not ready yet Carl," Dan commented. "She should be begging us to fuck by now. Instead listened to her, she's begging us to let her go."

Dan walked to his collection of torture instruments and returned to Melissa with a small control box that had four wires hanging from it. At the ends of the wires were small alligator type clamps. Dan grabbed two of the wires and clipped them on each of Melissa's nipples.

"AAAAAHhhhhhhhh!!!!!!, Melissa groaned as the sharp teeth of the clips bit into her sensitive hard nipple meat. Then Dan attached the opposite ends of the wires to the terminals of a large battery located on a table next to Melissa. "What are going to do," Melissa cried out in a voice filled with fear.

"I told you what we want Melissa. And I think this will get it." Dan turned the dial on the control only a slight bit. Immediately, Melissa could feel an electric current tingling through her nipples and into her breasts.

"NOOOOO.... NOOOOO," She screamed at the top of her lungs. "I'll do it.... I'll do it.... Take these off... please!!!"

Dan looked at Carl. "See... I told you."

"So you're going to suck our cocks, right Melissa?"

Yes... Yesss," she replied.

"You're going to beg us to fuck you too, right?" Dan questioned further.

"Yes... Yesss," Melissa whimpered.

"And at work. You'll be a slut right? Short skirts... Low-cut tops... and now that I think about it, maybe no bra or panties either. You can wear a nice see-through top so we can see your nipples."

Melissa hesitated and didn't respond. She thought about how she could possible go to work and dress like a slut and act like one too. While the thoughts flooded her already distraught mind, Dan was waiting for answer.

"She's not quite there yet," Dan commented to Carl. "She's thinking about it."

Dan slapped Melissa in the face to break her thought process. "Listen you bitch. I don't need you thinking. From now on you should only concern yourself with how to be a slut and not piss me off."

Dan turned the dial a quarter of the way up. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" Melissa cried out, as the current seemed to increase ten-fold. She began jerking and twisting her body in agony as she hung there helpless on the chains. "Stoppppp.... Please Stopppp.... Turn it off!!!!"

"Tell me what I want to hear Melissa," Dan demanded.

Dan turned the dial more...."ZZZZZ...ZZZZZ...ZZZZZ"... he could hear it buzzing through the control.

Melissa began thrashing on the chains as her nipples felt as though they were being torn from her chest.

"Tell me what you are Melissa. Who do you belong to?" Dan kept urging her to submit while the current vibrated through her body.

"STOP!!!! STOP!!! TURN IT OFF PLEASE!!!." Melissa was crying profusely and begging Dan to stop.

Dan picked up the rubber paddle he had used earlier and walloped her on the ass again...

SMACKKKK!!!!!....

and again.

"SMACCKKKKK!!"

"Are you a whore Melissa?"

"SMACKKKK!!!!"

"Are you a slut?"

"SMACKKKK!!!"

"Are you my sex slave willing to be a filthy cunt for any man?"

"YESSSSSSSS...YESSSSSSS....YESSSSSSS...," Melissa cried out in a tone of a broken woman. Dan's beating on her ass was so severe that she felt as if it were on fire. And the electrical current running through her nipples was making them feel like they were burning within the flesh of her breasts. Her once pretty tits appeared completely ruined from being mashed in the press and flattened beyond recognition.

Dan turned the control off and unclipped the wires. Then he reversed the tit press letting her breasts free. "Fuck man," Carl yelled. "Look what you did to her." Melissa's breasts were still deformed into two flat masses of flesh protruding from her chest. Her nipples had become stiff and elongated from the severe electrical stimulation. And waves of pain continued throughout her chest.

Dan grabbed each breast in his hands and squeezed them, knowing full well how much they already hurt. Melissa winced, trying to hold back screaming into his face. While Dan gripped her pain-ridden tits and kept mauling them, he smiled and deviously mumbled. "This is just to be sure you fuckin' understand." Dan let go of her right breast to pick up a three-inch long needle from the table. As he held her left breast firmly, he placed the point on her sore nipple and pushed. He penetrated the entire length into her abused tortured tit.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

Her scream was deafening and echoed throughout the underground shelter. Melissa was bouncing on the noisy chains and struggling in a feeble attempt to get away from the most painful experience of her life. As the screams subsided, she looked down and saw Dan holding another needle.

"I'm sure you will do everything I ask, won't you?" And he laughed while clutching her right breast.

"NOOOOOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!! Melissa screamed, but to no avail.

Dan inserted another three-inch needle, jabbing it into her right nipple and slowly digging it completely into her tender flesh.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

Melissa screamed again and continued this time. She nearly passed out when Dan yanked her nipples, twisted them, and applied pressure on the needles to gouge them deeper into her tit flesh. Then he pulled them out one at a time. Extracting them from her engorged throbbing nipples felt just as painful as going in. Unfortunately for Melissa, that was not the end. Dan poked them into her sensitive breasts several more times and for no other reason than the pure pleasure of seeing her scream out every time he punctured her flesh.

When Dan released the cuffs from her legs and wrists, Melissa slumped down on the floor. She was exhausted.

"You've got thirty seconds to show us what you learned," Dan remarked. Dan wasn't about to give her any time to recover from the punishment. He wanted to see this once uppity self-centered secretary groveling before him like a depraved slut. All those years of snubbing men and hiding that pretty body were over. He wanted her performing like a needy whore and wasn't about to accept anything less.

Melissa forced herself up on her knees. She knew she couldn't bear any more punishment and had to force herself to obey Dan's demands. She couldn't believe she was saying the words but they came out of her mouth anyway.

"Fuck me.... Fuck me.... Let me suck your cock."

Dan stood there looking down at Melissa. He could see the look of a broken woman. Her face was distraught, remembering the pain inflicted on her only moments ago. Her hands cupped her breasts, as they were beginning to take back their normal shape, but they ached so much.

"Get over here slut and suck me," Dan ordered.

Melissa knew she had no choice but to obey. She was afraid of what else he might do to her body. So she crawled to Dan, as he unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor. Carl immediately followed his lead dropping his too.

Melissa clutched Dan's hard cock in her hand and brought her mouth to it. A moment later his cock was sliding through her lips and she sucking him. "Oh fuck"..., he moaned out. "That's it, suck it." Dan never believed that he would have Melissa, the gorgeous, sexy, stuck-up secretary, on her knees sucking his dick. Carl moved closer and Melissa grabbed his hard shaft too, and started alternating between both.

If Melissa's boss could see her now, he wouldn't believe his eyes. Earlier in the day he was scorned for suggesting she wear a shorter skirt. Now she was naked and sucking off two guys at the same time.

"So do you want to be fucked now?" Dan asked. Dan was making her ask for it rather than making her submit.

"Yes.. fuck me. Go ahead, Fuck me." She replied.

Melissa lay back and spread her legs for the two men. Dan went first, kneeling between her legs and quickly sinking his hard cock into her gorgeous body. Melissa lay there allowing him to bury his cock into her over and over, until finally she felt his shaft throbbing and his cum spurting into her cunt. Right after Dan pulled out, Carl shoved his shaft into Melissa and fucked her too. She didn't dare say anything. She felt so used, so humiliated, and so violated. She had no choice but to force herself to become their slut.

Ten minutes later Melissa was sitting in the middle of the floor crying and listening to Dan's instructions.

Monday morning I expect to see you at work wearing a short skirt. It had better be a real skimpy one too, at least half way up your thighs. No more long dresses down over your knees. On top I want to see some cleavage. Wear something revealing so all the guys can get a look at those pretty tits.

As Melissa listened to Dan, she couldn't stop crying. Between the tears she tried pleading with Dan. "Please...... please... don't make me...... What... what will everyone think of me? I'll be so... ashamed... dressed like that."

"Still worried about what other people think, huh?" Dan answered. "I would think by now you'd be more worried about what else I might do to you."

"Grab her arm Carl," Dan motioned to his buddy. The two men pulled Melissa to her feet and attached the cuffs to her wrists again. Then her ankles were restrained again too.

"What are you doing," Melissa asked. The tears quickly stopped and shock took over, as she was chained like a slave again.

"We're leaving." Dan replied. "You can stay there and think about what I expect of you. You obviously do not understand what I want. You're a slut and nothing else. I don't care how it makes you feel. In fact, I don't care if the whole office calls you a slut to your face. Maybe after a couple more days of abuse you'll get it.

Throughout Saturday and Sunday Melissa was subjected to a multitude of tortures to change her thinking and force her to accept her new fate. Her breasts were whipped and beaten several times. Once it was with a three-foot thin hard rubber crop, until they were covered with welts. Dan also used the tit press again, mashing her lovely breasts the same as he had done before. Then she was shocked over and over with electric probes on her flattened breasts and swollen nipples. One time Dan even stuffed one of the electric probes up her cunt to see her squirm, while he threatened to turn it on. Every few hours in between the torture both men fucked her. Ultimately over the two days, it was countless times to make sure she always have a cunt full of their cum. Melissa cried and pleaded for them to stop the torture, but Dan had every intention of inflicting her with enough pain that she would never question his demands again.

Finally, Sunday evening they took her home. Before leaving Dan issued his final instructions. "When we walk into the office Monday, I don't give a fuck if you're embarrassed, ashamed of yourself, or humiliated like you've never been before. You had better do everything I told you. By the end of the day Monday it won't matter anyway. Everyone will be shocked that you've become a slut, though I'm sure the men will love having an office whore to fuck whenever they feel like. You don't have a choice, remember that. Of course, unless you'd rather be back at the shelter with Carl and me seeing how much pain and abuse you can take. The choice is yours.
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continued in Melissa Ch3 - The Office Whore

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